President, don't mess around

The doctor gave Feng Zhiming a routine examination, "Doctor, when will he wake up?" Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming who was still unconscious, and asked the doctor worriedly.

"He only did this because he lost too much blood. You should also take a good rest, otherwise, before he wakes up, you should have passed out." The doctor looked at Ling Yanyan who had been standing beside her, and looked at her. His pale face looked like he was about to faint at any moment.

Ling Yanyan smiled, "I'm fine, so can I stay with him here?" She asked in a low voice.

The doctor nodded, "Yes." He looked at her and couldn't even say the words of rejection.

Ling Yanyan was sitting on the stool, and stroked his face with her small hand, "Wake up soon? Why don't you wake up? You wake up and talk to me! If you don't wake up, I will be angry. "She kept talking, but she didn't notice that his fingers moved slightly.

"Do you know that you are stupid? You are obviously sick, but you still want to find me, and you still want to stand in front of me. The moment the knife stabbed you, my heartbeat almost stopped. Don't you Don't you know? How would I live without you?" Ling Yanyan supported her chin with her little hand, and said to him, "So, this time, you just listen to me, wake up early to accompany me, talk to me, OK?"

At this time, Yang Yunfang walked in with a thermos bottle, and when she saw Ling Yanyan sitting by the bed, her face immediately became gloomy, "Ling Yanyan, why are you here again? I didn't tell you not to approach My son?" After putting the thermos in his hand on the table, he walked over and pulled up Ling Yanyan who was sitting by the bed, "Get out, get out quickly."

"Madam..." Ling Yanyan's weak body was pulled out of the ward by Yang Yunfang.

I happened to meet Shen Yushu who came up a step late, "Yunfang, what's the matter? What happened?"

"Let her get out, get out quickly, lest she, the unlucky star, get hurt again." Yang Yunfang looked at her angrily.

"Yunfang, Miss Ling's complexion is not good either, don't hurt her." Shen Yushu said worriedly seeing Yang Yunfang pulling Ling Yanyan hard.

Ling Yanyan turned her head and glanced at Shen Yushu who was behind her, "I don't need your hypocrisy." She ruthlessly refused to let the words come out of her mouth.

Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, and when he moved a little, a burning pain came over him, and he groaned softly.When Yang Yunfang and Shen Yushu entered the ward, they saw that Feng Zhiming had woken up, but his face was still pale.

"Son, you're awake. Do you feel uncomfortable? Mom will go to the doctor to check you up." Yang Yunfang walked to the bed and said to Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming shook his head, "Call Li Rui in." His voice was a little hoarse.

Yang Yunfang looked at her son in puzzlement and nodded. As soon as Li Rui entered the ward, Yang Yunfang and Shen Yushu were invited out of the ward.

"President." Li Rui looked at his pale face and said respectfully.

Feng Zhiming looked at him, "Let Yanyan come in, everyone else go back, and find Wang Xueyi and Chen Feng." The voice was flat, without any waves.

Li Rui nodded, and then handed the paternity test in his pocket to Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming looked at the content above, his face changed slightly, and after a few seconds, he handed the report back to Li Rui, "You should keep this first."

Li Rui left the ward, "Miss Yanyan, the president let you in." Standing in front of Ling Yanyan, he said to her.

"Li Rui, what are you talking about? Why did you let this bitch in?" Yang Yunfang yelled at Li Rui, trying to hold Ling Yanyan who was about to go to the ward, but was stopped by Li Rui.

"Madam, please go back first." Li Rui stopped her.

"What do you mean, I don't think my son can do it either?" Yang Yunfang glared at him.

Li Rui nodded slightly, "Ma'am, I'm sorry!"

After Shen Yushu turned her head to look at the ward, she said to Yang Yunfang, "Yunfang, let's go back first, and come to see Zhiming later."

Then half pushed and half pulled Yang Yunfang out of the hospital.

Li Rui watched them leave before leaving.

Ling Yanyan walked into the ward, looked at Feng Zhiming lying on the bed with his eyes still closed, and walked towards him.

Standing quietly by the bed, without saying a word, just silent.

Feng Zhiming opened his eyes and looked at her, "Why didn't you talk? Didn't you just keep talking?"

"You, heard everything?" Ling Yanyan heard his voice, and the tears that had been in her eyes fell down, "You woke up, you finally woke up." She said softly with some excitement.

Feng Zhiming patted the place beside the bed, "Come here."

Ling Yanyan listened to his words and sat down beside him.

"Why are you still so disobedient?" Feng Zhiming sighed helplessly, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

"How can I be disobedient? It's you. Are you a fool? Why did you run over to block that knife? What should I do if you have something to do? I would rather die myself than you take such a risk. You live Sick, have you forgotten? Wearing a hospital gown to save me, do you want me to be moved, or feel guilty? You are an idiot at all! I hate you to death!" Ling Yanyan began to cry to him , all worries are venting endlessly at this moment.

Feng Zhiming took her hand and held it tightly, "Aren't I fine now? Why are you crying!"

"Show off!" Ling Yanyan said to him displeasedly, tears fell on the back of his hand, and then slowly slid down.

"Say I'm brave, I wish you could give me a loving hug." Feng Zhiming raised the corners of his lips.

Ling Yanyan looked at him with misty eyes, "Are you really alright?"

"It's something." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

"What's wrong, I'll go to the doctor." Ling Yanyan hurriedly wanted to run out, but was held back by him.

"It's just that I can't hug you, which makes me very uncomfortable." Feng Zhiming smiled evilly.

Ling Yanyan stood a step away from him, her eyes were slightly lowered, her mouth was flattened, "You are still in the mood to joke, I am so worried."

"Okay, stay with me. This time, I really can't leave me even a single step." Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand and pulled her back, but the wound on his back was pulled, and he frowned in pain.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" Ling Yanyan immediately lifted off the thin quilt covering her body, and the white gauze was printed with red blood.

Feng Zhiming shook his head, "I'm fine." He stretched out his hand to caress the wound on her neck, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." At that time, she really forgot what pain felt like.

When a red bloodstain flowed out of her neck as the knife went deeper, how painful was his heart.

"Next time, I won't be able to get hurt again." Feng Zhiming's soft tone was filled with distress.

Ling Yanyan nodded vigorously, "No more! Never again!"

This time, she will firmly grasp her own happiness and never let go!

***** Dear friends, let’s update one chapter first, there are two more chapters today, we will come chapter by chapter~~ Be anxious! !